The middle-aged man was obviously prepared. He was able to take action with one blow and was very ruthless. His goal was even more clear, which was Song Yuhe's heart position.
As long as he stabs this knife, Song Yuhe will definitely die.
Because the knife was released too fast and the incident happened too suddenly, even Song Yu and himself subconsciously blocked it, and then they were hit on the coffin, and could only watch the knife penetrated his heart.
As for the surrounding Songyuelou security guards and staff, they all stood there, just opened their mouths, stunned, and even forgot to scream.
The world seemed to be quiet at this moment, and dozens of gazes fell on the blade with blue light.
A few seconds later, the fantasy situation in everyone's mind did not appear.
The dagger that was about to penetrate Song Yu and his heart was tightly held by a big hand, but stopped at three inches of Song Yu and his body, and could no longer move forward, and the out-of-control person
Middle-aged people seem to have become petrified.
Seeing this scene, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, especially Song Yanling, who was almost exhausted, kept breathing heavily, and almost collapsed on the ground.
Grandpa is her closest person. If something happens to her, she will never forgive herself in her life.
After calming down a little, Song Yanling suddenly remembered another thing and hurriedly looked up at the person who appeared at some point and saved her grandfather's life.
Until she saw the familiar face, she was stunned again.
"Why...why can it be you?" Looking at the calm face of Cyprus, Song Yanling's voice seemed to be blocked.
She couldn't believe that at the critical moment, the benefactor who rescued her grandfather's benefactor was actually the man she characterized as a coward.
Su Tie didn't care about Song Yanling's thoughts, but just grabbed the dagger in the middle-aged man's hand, threw it aside, and said lightly: "Brother, you just talk and you want to kill someone. Is it a bit too much?"
The middle-aged man did not answer, but just glanced at Cycad in a daze, his expression full of horror.
At such a close distance and another sudden attack, someone could stop him, which really shocked him.
If Cyprus hadn't really stood in front of him, he would have even doubted whether the other party was a god or a ghost, otherwise how could human power be so terrifying?
However, he didn't have time to think about it. Compared to Cyti's terrifying speed, what he was even more panicked at this time was that just after Cyti took action, he lost all his strength.
He didn't know why, but he could stab Song Yuhe to death just now, but at the critical moment, his whole body seemed to be drained, and he couldn't even make a sound.
Su Tieze didn't say much, but looked up and down the middle-aged man, then turned around and looked at Song Yuhe with a panic-faced face and asked, "Mr. Song, are you okay?"
"No... it's okay, Su Tie... Thank you just now." Looking at the shaky dagger in Su Tie's hand, Song Yuhe was still a little scared.
Even though he has experienced many battles and is in charge of the side, he is still frightened in such a life-and-death juncture, and his heart is still hanging in his throat.
Cyprus nodded slightly, without saying much, but turned to look at the middle-aged man and said in a deep voice: "I just used a needle to seal your acupoints, so you can't move or speak now. I can help you solve it.
A hole, but if you dare to act rashly again, I will kill you directly, do you know?"
When the middle-aged man heard this, his face, which was covered in acne, changed slightly, and then he glanced at the cycad with fear.
Although he didn't know Cyprus's identity, he did not dare to doubt at all that the other party could have taken his life directly.
After a moment of saliva, he nodded wildly, and then looked at Cycad with some pleading.
"Very good, hold your breath." Cyti responded with satisfaction, then stretched out his hand and pressed the middle-aged man a few times.
The middle-aged man, who had originally had stiff limbs, immediately recovered as usual, and his arms were gradually put back in the air.
"It's amazing that I'm going." The middle-aged man looked at Cycad in surprise when he realized that his physical strength was gradually recovering.
He really didn't expect that there were such strange things in the world. He just pressed them on people for a few random times, which would make people lose their strength. If they pressed them a few more times, they could restore their strength.
For a moment, he became more and more determined that Su Tie said just now. If he dared to act rashly again, the other party would be able to easily take his life.
"Come on, arrest this murderer for me." Just as the middle-aged man was thinking, Song Yanling, who had just reacted, hurriedly shouted.
As soon as he finished speaking, more than a dozen security guards who had been waiting for him immediately rushed forward and surrounded the middle-aged man.
Seeing this scene, the middle-aged man suddenly panicked and shouted loudly: "What do you want to do? My father died of poisoning after eating your food. Do you still want to kill someone to silence him?"
"Nothing nonsense, our Songyuelou dishes sell hundreds of them every day, how can we eat them to death? It is clearly because of your slander." Song Yanling sneered and retorted loudly.
"Haha, what I'm waiting for is your words. I have tangible evidence here, including dining invoices and hospital diagnosis." The middle-aged man snorted coldly, then took out a stack of documents from his bag and threw them directly.
On Song Yanling's face.
Song Yanling was immediately embarrassed and angry. Even though she was about to get angry, she still suppressed her anger, picked up the documents, and looked at them carefully.
Although she graduated from a business school, she could still understand the basic death identification. Based on the time on the meal invoice and the time of death, she could completely determine that the death of the old man in the coffin was closely related to their Songyuelou.
Thinking of this, Song Yanling felt a blank in her mind and almost fainted.
She had only been in charge of Songyue Tower for less than a month, and such a thing happened. If the matter was confirmed, she would be completely ruined in her life.
Because the movement in the hall was too loud, within a few minutes, it was surrounded by customers who did not know the truth. Some of them had just come over, and some were just ready to leave after they had just finished their meals. They heard that the food in Songyuelou had been eaten to death.
It exploded soon.
"What's the situation? The dishes in Songyuelou were eaten to death. I just finished eating with my family. Will there be any trouble?"
"It's hard to say that Songyuelou's reputation is still reliable, but he even carried the body over and took the initiative to produce evidence. It shouldn't be fake, right?"
While everyone was talking, they looked at the coffin in the middle of the crowd. They all looked panicked and shouted that they would go to the hospital for examination. Some people even took out their phones to start recording.
Seeing this scene, Song Yuhe's face had already become extremely solemn.
He knew very well that if things were left uneven, the reputation accumulated by Songyuelou in the past hundred years would completely collapse...